Aydan Elyse
Peyton Winslow ARNP
The sun shone in through the blinds to fall on the medium brown hair that covered the closed eyelids of a slumbering twenty-six year old male. He gave a small groan and turned over in his bed to escape the light, and then with a sigh, opened his eyes. Grabbing his phone, he checked the time and then the silence of his bedroom was broken by a long string of swears. Throwing the covers off and rushing to the bathroom, the sound of running water could be heard. As were the continued swears. "Way to go Peyton, you're already late for your first day of work. s**t, why didn't my alarm go off?"
Peyton Winslow, for that was the young man's name, berated himself for several more minutes while he took one of the quickest showers he'd had in quite a while. He still didn't know why his alarm hadn't gone off, but that was a mystery for later. Right now he had to finish getting showered so he could get dressed. Turning off the water, Peyton toweled his hair dry while he looked through the clean clothes in his room. "Looks like I need to do laundry again." he thought to himself after choosing his outfit. Luckily since he was an Advanced Registered Nurse Practitioner, or ARNP for short, allowed him to get away with not having to wear a uniform for work. Peyton could if he wanted, but he didn't have to.
Once he was dressed, he grabbed his stethoscope, his bag, his wallet, and his keys. With his hair still slightly damp, he locked his door before rushing down to his truck. Starting it up, he backed out of his parking spot and headed off to work. Luckily, it was that long of a drive to get there, which was one of the reason he'd leased an apartment in the specific building he was in.
====Time Skip====
Peyton pulled up to the gates of Crooked View Mental Hospital and spoke with the guard on duty. After explaining that Peyton had just been hired and once the guard confirmed it, he drove through the gates and down the drive, until he got to the main building. Parking his truck, Peyton made sure he had all his stuff and then locked his doors. Looking up at the building with a sigh, he walked through the front doors. The receptionist was a different one than had been there when he'd come in for his interview. She gave him a smile and directed him to the director's office, who then spent some time explaining to Peyton what his duties would be. After that he was given his badge and his clearance codes and was ushered out of the office.
"So now what? The patients have already been given their meds, so now I guess I just wait until the first activity starts. Guess I could always walk around." Deciding to do that, Peyton wandered the hallways, nodding to the other employees until he came to the day room. Seeing several employees with some of the patients, he decided to observe how the patients interacted with the employees, so he could get a feel for how he should act. This way he knew what might set off the patients or not.
Do you believe in ghosts?
~/~ Mood: Observant ~/~ Where: Day Room ~/~ Wearing: First Day of Work ~/~ With: Everyone in the day room~/~
The sun shone in through the blinds to fall on the medium brown hair that covered the closed eyelids of a slumbering twenty-six year old male. He gave a small groan and turned over in his bed to escape the light, and then with a sigh, opened his eyes. Grabbing his phone, he checked the time and then the silence of his bedroom was broken by a long string of swears. Throwing the covers off and rushing to the bathroom, the sound of running water could be heard. As were the continued swears. "Way to go Peyton, you're already late for your first day of work. s**t, why didn't my alarm go off?"
Peyton Winslow, for that was the young man's name, berated himself for several more minutes while he took one of the quickest showers he'd had in quite a while. He still didn't know why his alarm hadn't gone off, but that was a mystery for later. Right now he had to finish getting showered so he could get dressed. Turning off the water, Peyton toweled his hair dry while he looked through the clean clothes in his room. "Looks like I need to do laundry again." he thought to himself after choosing his outfit. Luckily since he was an Advanced Registered Nurse Practitioner, or ARNP for short, allowed him to get away with not having to wear a uniform for work. Peyton could if he wanted, but he didn't have to.
Once he was dressed, he grabbed his stethoscope, his bag, his wallet, and his keys. With his hair still slightly damp, he locked his door before rushing down to his truck. Starting it up, he backed out of his parking spot and headed off to work. Luckily, it was that long of a drive to get there, which was one of the reason he'd leased an apartment in the specific building he was in.
====Time Skip====
Peyton pulled up to the gates of Crooked View Mental Hospital and spoke with the guard on duty. After explaining that Peyton had just been hired and once the guard confirmed it, he drove through the gates and down the drive, until he got to the main building. Parking his truck, Peyton made sure he had all his stuff and then locked his doors. Looking up at the building with a sigh, he walked through the front doors. The receptionist was a different one than had been there when he'd come in for his interview. She gave him a smile and directed him to the director's office, who then spent some time explaining to Peyton what his duties would be. After that he was given his badge and his clearance codes and was ushered out of the office.
"So now what? The patients have already been given their meds, so now I guess I just wait until the first activity starts. Guess I could always walk around." Deciding to do that, Peyton wandered the hallways, nodding to the other employees until he came to the day room. Seeing several employees with some of the patients, he decided to observe how the patients interacted with the employees, so he could get a feel for how he should act. This way he knew what might set off the patients or not.
Because they're real. I know. I've seen them.
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